Candlelit Dinner

Candlelit Dinner

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How much food can I stuff in my mouth to bury my emotions? How far can I go till my flickering light goes out?
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I'm not sure how to start this; to be honest, I'm not even sure how to write this. If there's one place we can start, my brain, the most fragile yet sacred thing I've ever owned. Again, I'm unsure how or where to start with this, but let's start by being honest. I think a lot, and I'm sure you do too, so let's think together. (this is an original piece)

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